Drifter

I'm weak and brittle
I'm out of luck
But fuck I need it I can't get enough
Got a habit
Got to have it
I'll do whatever it takes to feel that venom in my veins

A prizefighter in the golden age
Threw it all away from here in a fiery rage
I'm sorry for the things that I've done
Not sorry for the person I've become
Who I've become



Credits
Writer(s): Dennis Bland, Kyle Fisher, Peter Cashman, Phillip Paxton, Trent Smith
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